its officail im naming my first born child brickbreaker
Well, I just watched him puke into his pitcher at the bar, I doubt he cares about anything other than the fact that he needs a new beer.
I have bruises everywhere. I think I took "the drinks are strong" as more of a challenge than a warning.
And on the subject of embracing my inner whore, I had two different dicks in my mouth yesterday. Friend, it's official. I'm completely outta control.
Just saw a tranny in a skimpy captain america costume walking around campus. Going to follow her. You gotta see this
My biggest accomplishment thus far this summer is having sex 5 weeks after hip surgery.
I'm usually good at keeping a straight face, but not while singing a ballad to a stranger in a bathroom.
Kinda awkward to hear your aunt complain about loose women when you're in town to be a stunt dick for a swingers convention. Just sayin.
She throws back shots like they are NO-THING. I swear, she goes through like five straight tequila shots, does a jello shot, chases with half a hot dog, has a rum and coke, and then takes her shirt off and makes an impromptu bandage out of it for fuckin' Tim who cut himself on the flagpole. I'm going to marry her.
He's drinking on a hospital bracelet, the fuck's your excuse?
See this is where I mess up.. I get distracted by the option of consistent sex and free beer
Good news. His dicks gotten wayy bigger since high school. I love Thanksgiving break.
If I'm gonna have a rotation of guys, I really should stop them leaving boob bruises...
Sex and compliments. The way to my heart
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